Sorry for the delay! :/ I've been very busy with uni... and you know English is not my first language, so blahblahblah ;P

Jenny took her flight without any problems. It was a lengthy one and Eric had bought her a first class ticket. That was the first time she was flying in that and she intended to enjoy it, but after three hours, she fell asleep. Well, that was another way to enjoy it, she thought when she woke up after more than eight hours later. It seemed that they were arriving to London already because the plane was landing.

She straightened on her seat, look through the window and paid attention to the speakers.

"We're sorry for the inconvenience. Please don't leave your seats for the moment. We'll tell you what to do in a moment. We've just landed on 'Charles de Gaulle' airport. It's 6 am here in Paris."

"What is going on?" Jenny asked to nobody in particular. The woman next to her told her what had happened. A passenger had had a heart attack and they had to land in the nearest airport.

"Oh, that's terrible!" Jenny said. "I hope he survives."

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have to wait for two hours, you can disembark during that time if you wish. Sorry for the inconvenience again and thanks for flying with us."

The voice also said that they should be on the same gate two hours later to finally fly to London. Jenny decided to stretch her legs and disembark with almost all the rest of the passengers. She called Eric and explained what had happened.

"Great! I thought I was going to be late to pick you up. Now I had more hours to sleep!" Eric's sleepy voice sounded relieved. "See you in about three hours then!" Eric had hung up in only two minutes. Jenny looked at her phone to see what hour it was and then she saw a restaurant. Her stomach started to complain and she knew she needed to eat something.

She sat on a table in front of a television and she started eating a sandwich while paying attention to the news. She could understand French, so the language wasn't a problem. Just when she thought she could take a walk, she saw someone familiar on the tv. Blair Waldorf? What was going on? She paid attention and realized that Blair wasn't the protagonist of the story. Louis was. He was getting married again and they were just talking about his past relationships. Louis was marrying a rich French business woman this time. Jenny hadn't met Louis, but she knew he was definately marrying that woman for money.

"Does anybody find true love these days?" Jenny said that aloud with a sigh and almost choked when she heard a familiar voice.

"Well, I haven't yet, but that doesn't mean I'm gonna stop trying! Hi, Jen!" A blond, breathtaking guy was looking at her, one step away, half-surprised, half-pleased, smiling widely.

Was she imagining things again? Jenny pinched herself and it hurt. She stood up and touched his arm.

"Nate! What the hell are you doing here?" That was the only thing she could scream before Nate grabbed her and embrace her in a tight hug.

Oh my god. She couldn't think anything. She was lost in him. The hug seemed to be too short and too long at the same time. She could feel his scent, his strong arms, his wide chest, his abs, his hands on her back. His warm body. Her hands reacted slowly, like in slow motion, grabbing his back instinctively.

Feeling like a robot with low batteries, Jenny separated her body from his and she felt as if her temperature had increased way too many degrees. Thank goodness I'm wearing pale make up. She could feel her cheekbones on fire.

Nate –clueless, adorable Nate- started talking and asking questions without noticing anything strange. Little by little, she reacted and could finally act normal.

"I was flying to London to meet Eric, but we had to stop here because... " she explained him everything. "But what about you? I'm sure you're Dan's best man. Why aren't you in New York helping them in some wedding stuff?" Jenny's voice was now sharp, clearly judgemental about the wedding. Even Nate noticed the change.

"What? Aren't you happy for your brother?" He couldn't hide the smile that appeared on his face. "And your step-sister?" Now he was openly laughing.

"Oh Jen, I feel you, but what was I supposed to do? I'm not the guy to say anything. It's a free country, and when they asked me to be their best man, I had to accept. I'm not the right person to give love advice anyways."

"Well, you could've tried! And what's that supposed to mean? Nate –I lost count on how many girls you have dated- Archibald sure should know some good advice!"

Nate grimaced and Jenny regretted saying that inmediately.

"Yeah, and look at me. I wanted to give my girlfriend a surprise and I found that whe was cheating on me."

"Is your girlfriend French?" Jenny didn't really know what to say. She was very sad for him but at the same time, she felt hopeful.

"She was half-French and half-American. She told me she was going to visit her aunt and I found her... Let's not talk about this, please", he sighed.

"I'm really sorry Nate. You deserve better. I can't understand how could anybody cheat on you". The words came out of her mouth sincerely and spontaneously. Her eyes couldn't move from his. They were hypnotized by each other, not touching, not moving, only admiring themselves. Looking at each other's eyes.

"Passengers from flight 0135, to London, please proceed to gate number A25."

The moment was gone.

"That's my flight!" Jenny exclaimed. They looked at each other awkwardly. "Well, I guess I'll see you in New York, for the arrangements of this messed up wedding."

"Yes, sure" Nate's face was indecipherable. "Call me when you get there with Eric, it's been a long time since I don't see him and maybe I can help you both ruining this wedding."

"Wha-?"

"Don't try do deny it, that's what you two are up to", Nate laughed and winked her. "Have a good flight!" He almost hugged her again, but he didnt feel it in the last moment, and he just held shoulder and squeezed it a bit instead.

"Thanks! You too, Nate" She smiled at him.

They then walked in opposite directions and Jenny soon reached her boarding gate.

Her flight went without any other complication and in less than 80 minutes, she was at last in London. She saw Eric rightaway and hugged and hit him softly. He still had a lot of explanation to do.